"Depends. Can I steal more food later?"
"You don't need to ask, Piper. You've been stealing it ever since we were roommates."
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"Depends. Can I steal more food later?"
"You don't need to ask, Piper. You've been stealing it ever since we were roommates."
"This is nice... Can you stay a little longer?"
"Holy fuck — this place looks incredible…”
"That's New York for you."
Lee,
So I saw this and thought of what a terrible wardrobe you have and thought you needed something to spice it up. Have a… decent Christmas, I guess. It obviously won’t look as good on you as it does on me but whatever.
- SS.
camlee
You deserve me to try… How?
piplee
Sex and parties were our thing.
" — I’ve been in this city two weeks and I’ve already had a homeless man ask me the time, and then pull his penis out on me. Welcome to New York City, huh?"
"That's New York for you."
Well thank you, my father gave it to me.
What about you? I assume you have some kind of name.
Simmons, Lee Simmons.
Scout downed her own shot and set the glass back on the bar. “Scout. Nice to meet you, gorgeous.”
"Hot name, even hotter face."
You’re still talking to me? It’s Foley.
I like it.
"Do you talk just to hear the sound of your own voice?" His glare was harsh, much like his tone.
"Pretty much," Lee replied. "And, to annoy you."
Next round is on me then, we can’t drink this all night.
How kind of you. You have a name, hot stuff?
"Sure you do, babe."
Scout gestured toward the bartender to bring them both another round. Once two shot glasses were pushed toward them, she handed one to the stranger. “Cheers.”
"Why, thank you," he replied, taking the glass and clinking it with hers before swallowing the shot. "I;m Lee, and you are?"
"It’s Cameron. I know it’s difficult for you to get your head around one word but at least try to make an effort.”
"My apologies, Cam..." he paused, tempted to leave the sentence there. "...Eron."
"Impressive."
"I get that a lot."